The reality of our situation is extremely difficult to bear and terribly hard to understand. That evening and everyday since, I would categorize as a horribly sad movie that does not stop playing. First thought….and most hopeful thought – are you sure it is Brian? Second thought is how can I survive this information, what can I do? Third thought, how am I going to tell the rest of my family, Brian’s mother and two brothers, one of whom is away at college? What am I to do with the rest of my life? Halloran the South Carolina Police have notified us that your son Brian has committed suicide.” The moment seems to be stuck in time and in my head as I continually replay the conversation. Before we knew it, a police officer knocked on our door with news that would alter our lives forever. Brian was a freshman at the University of South Carolina, a Capstone Scholar Award winner, when he plummeted to an emotional low that we were not fully aware of. Unfortunately, and with much family and community pain, Brian passed away on Janufrom depression by suicide. He is my middle son, and will forever be 19 years old, handsome, strong, caring and full of love for life. Brian had a great presence to him, was a joy to be around and had a smile that would light up a room. In other words, he was a son just like anybody’s son. I get my strength from my son, Brian.īrian was a great young man with many talents, many friends and a loving family. How does a father describe or memorialize his recently deceased middle son? Well, as hard as that may be, I am going to try.
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